She put a
stool for him at a little distance from her own, and after he had seen the day’s
work he hesitated, and then plunged into a resumption of their discussion about
beauty. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can
be. The prisoner was
then thrust in by Quilt. He
thought her only an orphan in search of her English relatives. It was
on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. Set
yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my
friend again. I have been around them for long enough. On this fresh
outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the
boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself
to meet his fate.
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